Venda relaxed a bit as she felt Adam curl close, as she slowly sensed his mind drifting. His thoughts were no longer so tormented, he was slipping into sleep. She too was starting to doze, slowly she placed her head over his neck and wrapped her tail over his. It was cold, but she was long since used to discomfort.

You're no trouble... She thought softly and then she eased into sleep the connection fading but still there like a fragile spider's strand between them. Perhaps it was trouble, but not the kind he thought, instead the trouble was now...she cared again.